"I believe you didn't do it on purpose," Feng Yong nodded, "Let's do this, I don't care about the frightened cattle and sheep, and I don't want you to compensate for the interruption of the mutual market."
"But if you break the rules, you must be punished."
"Your Majesty, you must be trying to make things difficult for us?"
The Xianbei man's face finally fell uncontrollably.
Feng Yong shook his head and said, "This is not an embarrassment. I have said that I am the most fair person, and you have also said that I am the person who respects fairness the most. Rules are rules and cannot be broken at will."
After saying so much, Feng Yong also lost his patience. He pointed at the surrounding Qiang people who had just been driven away and gradually surrounded them.
"Look at those people, which one dares to cross the line?"
Then he pointed at the Qiang-headed man who was qualified to enter the open space and was standing quietly watching.
"Look again, which one of them dares to come up and disturb us when we are talking about things?"
As he said that, his face also darkened, "I don't care about it, and I don't want compensation. Do I even want the rules? If that's the case, how do you expect me to gain a foothold in Ju County in the future? How do I ask others to abide by the rules in the future?"
"How do you want to compensate me? How do you punish me?"
The Xianbei people glanced at the Qiang people who were watching silently, and then at the Han soldiers on the opposite side who were eager to take action, and finally took a step back. This was the territory of the Han people, and it was on flat ground. They had no ability to compete with the Han people.
"Anyone who breaks the rules of mutual trading in Ju County will be punished with a horse, two cows, or six sheep, or other items of equal value in exchange."
When Feng Yong heard that the Xianbei people had softened, he immediately said with a smile: "The lion's mouth is wide open."
I have the final say on my territory, and I will fight if I don't accept it.
I thought that these words would anger the Xianbei people, but I didn't expect that the leader on the other side could endure it again and again. He took a step back, nodded and asked, "May I ask, sir, whether the rules in Ju County will always be like this, and they will not treat anyone like this."
No exception?"
"nature."
Feng Yong nodded.
"Your Excellency just said that business is fair and no forced buying or selling is allowed. What if the Han people broke these rules?"
The Xianbei people stared at Feng Yong and asked this question.
Feng Yong was stunned for a moment, and his expression finally became serious. He looked around and said without too much hesitation, "Of course it's the same."
If Ju County wants to grow, a good trading environment is essential.
As the maker of the rules, the big man has already obtained the maximum benefit, so his appearance on the surface cannot be too ugly.
Moreover, this Ju County is related to Zhuge Lao Yao's Northern Expedition plan. If Feng Yong gets into trouble because of his temporary remarks, he will definitely be hanged and beaten.
Hearing Feng Yong's words, the Qiang people around him couldn't help but show a hint of joy.
"good!"
The Xianbei man got the answer he wanted most, and said loudly and cheerfully, "The last thing I want to say is that I want to ask the adults, what will happen if you are not here in the future?"
Feng Yong smiled, pointed at the cloth behind him, and said, "I am the only one in the world who can make this kind of cloth. Even if I am not here in the future and you feel it is unfair, you can still go to me. I promise to always treat you fairly."
You trade with each other."
"The adults are broad-minded, and the villains are convinced."
The Xianbei leader finally sighed.
He turned back, took out the knife on his body, patted his horse, and then suddenly stabbed it into the horse's neck.
The horse only had time to neigh and then fell to the ground.
The Xianbei people smeared the sprayed horse blood on their mouths and faces, and then made a gesture of invitation to Feng Yong.
The remaining Xianbei people all retreated to make way for a wide road, lowering their heads and looking solemn.
"What does it mean?"
The sudden situation made Feng Tubiao a little confused.
"Brother, this is to make an alliance based on blood." Guan Ji heard Feng Yong's muttering, came over and explained in a low voice, "Back then, Emperor Gaozu and his ministers agreed that he would not be the king, nor the marquis for his merits, so he would kill the white horse to form an alliance."
, he wants to make a covenant with his brother."
The White Horse Alliance was not something Li Er did in the Tang Dynasty? It turns out that Liu Bang also had a White Horse Alliance?
Feng Tubiao always thought that killing horses to make alliances was something done by Hu people, but he didn't expect that it turned out to be a Han rule.
"Then what do I do?"
"Like him, just smear blood on your mouth and face. Don't be afraid, brother, my little sister will always follow him forward."
No, shouldn't you ask me for my opinion and whether I should agree to it?
After hearing Guan Ji's words, Feng Yong just murmured, and after thinking about it briefly, he already knew what she meant.
The ancients kept their promises, and if they reneged on what they said in public, then how could they have the dignity to stand in the world?
Making a blood alliance can only be regarded as a ritual.
When Feng Tuluo thought of this, he had to take two steps and glanced at the Xianbei people on both sides. He saw that no one was standing still and no one raised their head to look at him. He felt more courageous.
When he reached the fallen horse safely, he finally believed in his heart that the Xianbei man really wanted to form an alliance with him.
He stretched out his hand, dipped it in horse blood, and applied it to his face like the Xianbei people.
The horse's blood was still warm and had a strong fishy smell, which made him a little uncomfortable.
"I, Bald Hair Kheli, hereby swear that if Feng Langjun can keep this promise forever, Xianbei Bald Haired One will always regard Feng Langjun as his best friend and will not violate the fair rules he has established."
The bald man stood up and beat his chest.
Damn, it seems that this Xianbei Huer is not simple!
Feng Tuchel pondered for a while, and finally said, "I, Feng Yong, hereby swear that no matter who comes to this cloth trade, I will treat everyone equally and fairly."
The ceremony is very simple and nothing excessive.
After the two of them finished speaking, the Xianbei people cheered, and not only that, even the Qiang people were all smiling.
"Feng Langjun, I have said before that we Xianbei people respect fairness the most. Since we have violated the rules set by Feng Langjun, then according to the rules, each of us will be punished with a horse."
Bald-faced Kheli said, and then said another sentence to the Xianbei people in Xianbei dialect.
The Xianbei barbarians walked towards their horses one after another, untied the things from the horses, and then drove the horses to Feng Yong's side.
Zhao Guang was so happy that his nose almost came out, and he quickly called his servants to gather the horses together.
This is a fine war horse!
The bald man stood up and said to Feng Yong, caressing his chest, "The Xianbei people don't know the seriousness of the matter. They bumped into the adults and deserve to be punished. Now that the punishment is over, how about I leave first and wait until the exchanges between the adults and the Qiang people are completed before coming back?"
"
"Can."
Besides nodding, what else could Feng Yong say?
With Feng Yong's permission, the Xianbei people immediately pulled the remaining horses, exited the open space, and stood on the outside.
"Brother, brother, it's gone!"
Zhao Guang came closer, with uncontrollable excitement in his voice, "This is a rare good horse. Even northern war horses are rarely this tall. These horses are all carefully selected."
As he said that, he couldn't help but raise his thumbs, "Brother is still very powerful. Just a few casual words can make that Xianbei willingly offer the horse with both hands."
That's a clever thing to say... Ahem, is the name of the young hero Feng Langjun in vain?
Feng Yong was not dazzled by the benefit in front of him, because the behavior of the Xianbei man was really abnormal.
Although his face was indifferent, there was doubt in his eyes, and he glanced thoughtfully at the Xianbei barbarians.